The warm heat of her was hugging me in the best way and I could faintly feel the vibration from her toy through my shaft. If it wasn’t for the burn in my thighs as I slowly worked my hips, I’d have gone off like a rocket by now.
I gritted my teeth, but still the sighs coming from her lips and the visual of her working her clit while I was inside her was better than any porn. The tone of her moans got higher and more of her weight was pressed against my chest. I started moving faster, her sounds matching the rhythm of my hips. She gripped my forearm, her short nails digging into my skin and then she was coming. She bent at the waist, and I gripped her hips before she fell, still chasing the sensation of her inner walls pulsing around me. And then I was falling apart, too.
I moved to catch myself as my legs went weak and ended up stepping on her vibrator that was now buzzing and dancing against the porcelain. She leaned down to grab it, clicking the off button and hanging it back in its place before letting out a laugh. She turned to face me and buried her face in my neck, her hands wrapping around my neck as she continued to laugh. “I can’t believe that just happened.”
My hands wandered down her smooth back and cupped the curve of her ass. “Me either.” I kissed the top of her head, being a total sap in my post orgasmic haze. We stood like that, swaying like we were dancing until the water turned cold.
Chapter Nine
Charlotte
Ishut the water off, my legs shaky, but my lady bits happily buzzing. I grabbed one of my fluffy towels and passed it to Nick before grabbing my own.
“You are not getting this towel back by the way,” Nick said as he ran it over his face and fastened it around his lean waist.
I wrapped my own around my chest and secured it. “I’m willing to share, but I might expect something in return.”
He broke out in a grin and threaded his arms around my hips. “Yeah? You want me to team up with your vibrator again?”
“Towels for dick? Might want to up your standards, Nick.”
He ran his eyes over me with a heat that I thought I’d fucked out of him. “My standards are fine.”
I fought a blush as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, soft and slow. This situation had every reason to be awkward, but it really wasn’t. Since I’d had my back to him, I hadn’t had the chance to really appreciate his lips, or the scrape of his stubble. I was enjoying running my fingers through the hair at the back of his neck, and seeing his eyes light.
We’ve both had a long day, yet going to sleep was the last thing on my mind. I wanted to stay here, pressed against his bare chest. As soon as I opened the bathroom door and the steam from our shower evaporated, I’d have to ask myself the question of what just happened and had anything changed between us.
Finally, he pulled his lips from mine and rested his chin on my shoulder. He seemed in no hurry for this to be over either. “I should let you get some sleep,” he said, his voice low.
“We both should get some sleep.”
Again, I was struck by how not awkward the whole thing was. We were naked, having just seen each other at our most vulnerable and rather than rushing to get away from the situation we were both reluctant to let go. I’d never had that after a hookup before. Of course, I’d never hooked up with someone I’d known my entire life either.
Finally, he pulled away. He started toward the door but paused before going through it. “Charlotte? This wasn’t a one time thing. Right?”
I licked my lips and looked him over from his too long hair to his toned chest but it was his face that struck me. There was a vulnerability there. His eyes held the question, and he was desperate for a certain answer. I nodded. “Definitely not.”
******
“Good morning.” I all but sang to Kim as she walked through the door of Oh, Beans!
She froze and dropped her eyebrows. “It’s four am, girl. Take it down a notch.” She moved to the back to put her things away and I continued adding ingredients to the mixer. She appeared at my elbow a moment later, like the sneaky little ninja she was. “Alright, spill.”
I looked at the ground around the mixer. “I didn’t spill.”
She rolled her eyes. “No,spill. As in spill the tea. You’re humming while you bake.” She lowered her voice. “Did you finally take my suggestion and make a batch ofspecialbrownies? You could make a killing with those.”
I laughed, but didn’t answer.
I could feel her studying me as I measured out chocolate chips. “Well, up until today you’ve spent every day telling me about your crippling debt. So, if you aren’t high then you got laid.”
I could feel my cheeks turning pink. “You are such a gossip.” It was an attempt at deflection that I knew she’d never go for.
“Oh, my God.” Kim slapped her hands on the counter. “You had sex.”
“Who had sex?” Derek asked, wandering into the kitchen.
“Stop right there. I don’t want you dragging construction debris into my pristine kitchen.”